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Nicholas D. Wolfwood [Trigun Stampede] ([personal profile] lupusxylem) wrote in [personal profile] oleaeuropaea 2023-12-31 08:55 pm (UTC)

[...has anyone ever told Vash that his laughter is perfect? Because it is, and that's what Wolfwood ends up thinking idly, dumbly. It's like his brain is on autopilot and regurgitating the first thing that comes to mind in response to all outward stimuli. Boy pretty. Yes, we already knew that, good job congrats.

It's funny. He's never cared about his performance in bed before. He's never...been particularly fussed about wanting to make sure he does a good job for someone. Every other time it was just a thing, just something to do, something to take the edge off and blow off steam, but here? He could be plowing through this like a bull in a china shop if he wanted but he's not. He's taking the utmost care with Vash, and it isn't just because his anatomy is unique and he doesn't want to fuck up with that. He is...enamored, by all of it, and he wants to explore every nook and cranny.

He glances up to look at Vash past the tendril now clutching his index finger, just briefly. Vash may notice the way his eyes crease, indicating a smirk against the sensitive skin, which is made all the more purposeful when Wolfwood draws back a fraction so he can show Vash he's smiling. He'll be able to see the way his own slick glistens on his skin, and the way Wolfwood decides to tease Vash by sticking his tongue out at him through his teeth.]


Yeah? You taste good.

[Genuinely, he doesn't think he's enjoyed eating somebody out this much in a while, but he's also...well. Maybe a LITTLE bit biased here.

He wastes no time going back in for seconds, only this time he's not moving quite so slow or tentative as before. He goes in as if he would for a kiss, mouthing his way in deeper until he reaches a point of resistance, at which he stops and once again drags his tongue along the outside. Every time he laps away the slick to have it replaced by yet more, he's quick to swipe it away again with his tongue. Back all the way up to the apex, where he pauses. That little nub is there, nestled among the petals, risen to attention and similarly inviting. And if it's anything like he imagines it will be, well.

Wolfwood braces himself as he tilts his head up and lays a kiss against it, just before wrapping his lips around the tip so he can suck on it similarly to the way he had with Vash's nipple before, albeit a lot more gentle, and with a lot more attention given with the way his tongue darts in to tease it between his lips.]

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